Chapter 1

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A/N: So I am in the process of editing this story. I realized that it looks really bad and the chapters will not make sense for now. I'm taking a different spin on several different relationships. Sorry if it doesn't make any sense.

It's happening again. I don't know what I did. He says I did something but I don't know what. I've gone to work like I'm supposed to, I clean endlessly, I'm caught up on all my schoolwork, I've done nothing to make him suspicious of me. I don't know what I've done. Why is this happening? Why can't I live normally and not in fear?

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It's another school day and I can't seem to remember what I had for dinner last night. Oh well, I don't even think I ate, I was so scared. That's nothing new. My best friend, Daniella, says something but I don't catch it.

"Hmm? Sorry I didn't hear you." 

"I was saying that we have a new student in our midst, and he's cute!" She squeals so loud, I have to cover my ear. She has the tendency to do this, talk so loudly that everyone around can hear. It's why I haven't told her yet. Other students have stopped turning to face her in annoyance. 

"Aren't you dating that one guy, Robert?"

"Well, yeah, but I mean how can you not notice this guy? He's going to be perfect for you!" 

"Yeah, right. I'm done with boys. Remember, last time you got me with Adrien, and look how that turned out." I don't add the fact that I nearly had to go to the hospital from the beating that I had when Father found out. That was the first time he hit me on the face and he nearly broke my ribs.  I had to stay home until the handprint on my face looked like a bad fall. 

I had to admit this new guy was cute with his tanned skin, shaggy golden-brown hair, and his- wait blue eyes! Oh my goodness! Wait, no I can't be with another guy again. I can't get in trouble and have It happen again. I can't fall in love and have the guy leave me when he finds out.

" Oh, come on! How was I supposed to know the guy was crazy?" She said guiltily.
"Whatever, I'm not going to do this-" 

"Do what?"

Crap, he's right behind me. Ok, Bella, no need to panic. Yeah right, I'm screwed. I'm in trouble if he gets in my life.

" Oh just some girl stuff," Daniella is talking but I can't hear her over the pounding of my heart, "you wouldn't want to know." 

" Okay then. My name's Gabriel Jackson. I'm new here. Can you two pretty ladies show me around?" 

I still haven't said a word. I should say no, but I can't speak. My tongue feels thick in my mouth.
"Of course we can, right, Izzy?" Daniella once again speaks for me.

I scoot my chair back, "No, I can't. Goodbye." I face the guy and turn to Daniella, "I'll see you in class."

"Where do you think you are going?" Daniella pulls my arm and I shake her off of me.

"Somewhere." I reply and leave the cafeteria.

I head to my safe haven in the library and start working on my homework for my advanced classes. I lose track of time and I realize that I was supposed to call Father over twenty minutes ago. I run outside in the courtyard and call him.

"Hello, Father. Sorry to call you so late. I forgot to call and I was studying for a test next class."

I hear a thud then, "Oh, you forgot? I guess I forgot how to clean up after myself and how to throw the trash in the bin. I expect you to call me every day at the same time! Is that so hard?" He yells through the phone. I try to hold in my tears, but they fall anyway and I wipe them away and I tell him my class is starting soon.

After I hang up, I go to my English class. I walk to my seat, only to find that it was already taken. 

"What are you doing in my seat?"

"Oh, is this your seat?" Gabriel asks me, trying to put a brave face on, considering that I was so frigid towards him earlier.

"Yes, I sit next to Daniella. Now move somewhere else." I tell him without a hint of remorse.

"No. You can find somewhere else to sit." He can't look at me in the eye and class wasn't going to start for another five minutes. I could stand there until he gave up.

I could tell that he was kind of intimidated by little me so I do the most reasonable thing to get him to move. I make him scared of me.

I slam my hand on the desk and say in a low threatening voice, "Move before you regret it." He gets up pretty quickly and finds a seat on the other side of Daniella.

"What the heck was that? You never act that way, ever. Why would you do that to a new student?"

"I know its not me, but I do not care. I'm not going to get involved with another guy. I'm not going to trust anyone other than you. You know how I am about trust."

"At least give him a chance to be a friend. I'm not asking you to give him all your trust, just be his friend. He's the new guy and he has little to no friends here."

 I face the front and make it through the rest of the school day without much care. I didn't notice who I was sitting next to in study hall, the only class I have without Daniella. When I walk to work, nothing happens, except that it starts raining as I'm walking home. I am soaked and cold by the time I get to the house. I walk in to find a trail of trash leading from the kitchen to the bedroom of the man I hate the most. I would never tell him that though. He would send me to the hospital in less than twenty minutes, bleeding out and covered in bruises.

I quickly place my school bag in my room and go straight to the kitchen to make Father some dinner then I clean and scrub the kitchen and the rooms where he decided to make a trash pile. I stopped being disgusted at picking up trash when I had to clean up bathroom trash that Father put in the kitchen, along with rotten fruit. While Father is eating, I clean up his room and make sure it does not smell as bad as it usually does. I finally finish my chores with only a couple of hours before I would have to wake up for school.  

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So that's the first chapter. As you may have noticed, I have deleted all the other chapters. That's because I am completely rewriting this story. I wrote this a long time ago and since I have a lot of free time on my hands, I decided to go back and edit this story, only to find that it's a bunch of crap. It has plot holes and I really don't like it. 




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